Safety Talk at the Climbing Wall

Mr Jackson was still working very hard at his laptop when Emily knocked on his door and carefully peered around the frame. That poor man, he works so hard! He was actually sweating, with all the stress of his big and important job!

He said he had a couple of things he needed her to do, the first being a safety talk at the climbing wall. Apparently the girl who was supposed to do it was feeling ill so Billy, the instructor, was on his own. Emily didn’t know anything about climbing, but a talk? This was definitely something easy which she wouldn’t be able to mess up!

Emily met Billy, who was wearing a hard hat and was covered in all sorts of straps and shackles. ‘Billy? I’m Emily. Mr Jackson sent me because Jane is feeling poorly.’

‘Oh, awesome,’ said Billy in a relaxed drawl. ‘So, like, there’s a team of guys, I just need to give them the safety demo. Here you go.’ He handed Emily a mess of black webbing straps with steel clips on them.

‘What’s this?’ asked Emily, confused.

‘That’s your safety, dude!’ laughed Billy. ‘Have you done this before? Here, I’ll help you put it on.’

‘No, no, it’s fine, I know how it works,’ Emily lied. She absolutely couldn’t have Billy putting this on her, not in her state. Looking over at the people waiting to go climbing, she saw that they were all wearing black strappy things around their waists, almost like a weird pair of shorts. Nervously, Emily untangled the webbing straps until they sort of resembled two leg holes, stepped in, and pulled them up over her hips beneath her shirt. Shit, hopefully Billy wasn’t going to ask her to show everybody the harness…

‘So, guys,’ Billy addressed the group. ‘Sorry to keep you waiting, but I now have a glamourous assistant, Ellie.’ He gestured to Emily who didn’t bother to correct him. ‘Ellie is going to show you the most important thing: fall protection.’

Billy unhooked a thick line from a fixing next to the climbing wall and continued to address the group as he approached Emily. ‘You have to have this clipped to your harness, and this will slow you down if you do fall.’ He passed the line to Emily, who just stared at it. ‘Dude, clip yourself on,’ he instructed, but Emily just continued staring. ‘Ah, okay bud, I’ll do it for you.’

‘No, no, it’s fine!’ Emily repeated. She reached under her shirt, trying to clip onto the harness without exposing herself. Finding what felt like a strap near the small of her back, she pushed the clip to open it, then let it close on the fabric.

‘Awesome, cool Ellie,’ Billy called out. ‘So, just climb about half way.’

‘What?’ Ellie suddenly realised what she had let herself in for.

‘Yeah, dude. About half way will be fine.’

Emily knew that there was no way she could climb the wall without everybody seeing under her shirt and tried to think of a way out of this. Looking at the group of climbers she realised that all of them wore short, tight shorts and vests. Actually, maybe they wouldn’t notice that she was just wearing panties. She also needed to impress Mr Jackson if she was going to be able to ask him for help getting her locker open, so she decided to go for it.

The sensation of the line tugging at her waist was strange, and actually, she had to admit, quite nice. As she started climbing any slack on the line was taken up somewhere, and the tugging feeling didn’t relax at all. This climbing was really hard work, Emily realised, and before long her arms and legs were beginning to burn. In addition, as she lifted herself higher, she realised that there was something wrong with her harness. She paused and reached under her t-shirt to work out what she had done just as she heard Billy stop talking to his audience and call out ‘That’s cool, Ellie. You can let yourself go now.’

‘What?’

‘Just fall off!’ he shouted. ‘This is the funnest part!’

With horror, Emily realised the problem with her harness. The safety line was not clipped to the harness at all, she had hooked it onto the waistband of her panties. This is why it felt strange: As she slack in the line was taken up it was pulling her panties up from behind, giving her a wedgie.

‘C’mon, dude! You can do it!’ Billy called.

‘No, sorry,’ Emily yelled back. ‘I can’t. I’m coming down.’

She lowered one foot to begin her descent, and couldn’t find anywhere to put it. Her arms burned as she tried to hold on, then suddenly her hands let go.

‘That’s it, dude!’ called out Billy as Emily screamed, but instead of falling the line pulled her away from the wall and lowered her slowly.

Looking up, Billy became confused. ‘Oh, wait. That’s not it, dude.’

Emily was currently around 12 feet from the floor, floating down in a roughly horizontal position. Her head was closest to the climbing wall, her legs and bottom presented to the climbers. The yellow t-shirt bunched around her waist revealed the black harness around her thighs and waist, holding her long, toned legs apart. Beneath this her red panties stretched upwards almost supernaturally to the carabiner on the end of the thick line where it was clipped to the waistband.

As Emily descended slowly her panties seemed to stretch even more, forming a thin strip which pressed right into her plump pussy then up her butt crack, under the waist of the harness and up to the safety line. The **** on the harness pulled her legs apart wider until suddenly, about 6 feet from the floor, the gusset of the panties stretched impossibly thinly and resembling just a single strand of cotton running up over her holes, which were held open by the harness holding her buttocks apart, finally snapped. The relief caused Emily to gasp as the tension on the harness reduced, allowing her legs to relax and come to rest together, still floating down to earth, but now looking as if she were simply bent over at the waist with her bottom and juicy pussy pointed at the dumbstruck crowd.

Just as Emily’s feet were about to touch down the waistband of her panties snapped with a loud ‘pop,’ and she was deposited in a heap on the floor, face on the ground, ass in the air, still pointing her holes at her audience.

Billy cleared his throat and stepped in front of Emily, possibly trying to shield her from their gaze, but not really doing very well.

‘Yeah, that’s not really the way to do it. Pretty hot though, dude.’ He started to laugh, thinking of the spectacle they had just been treated to, and the crowd of climbers joined him.

Emily collected her thoughts as she heard a chorus of laughter, and managed to climb unsteadily to her feet, strip off that horrible harness and bolt for the door.